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As grey rain fell from grey skies, the only hint of color besides red on this battlefield was the shimmering royal blue of a portal. Stepping out from within it was Sentient AI ASRA 1534-2. The Main Unit surveyed the battlefield with an incredible attention to detail. The power levels on both sides were astonishingly weak, making her almost frown in disappointment.

Though, she had a secondary mission here, besides observing the battlefield from a neutral standpoint. She wanted to learn more about this barrier. Though Dr. Caldwell would no doubt wish for her to break it down to allow passage for Vanguard troops, ASRA merely walked casually through the battlefield, her physical barrier of electricity crackling as both demons and Vanguard members alike (As they were no more aware of her presence than the demons, being that she herself is a project of classified persuasion) attempted her defenses.

She would stand a grand distance from the city itself, merely staring out at the massive bubble as the demons relentlessly attempted her barrier. They would find themselves promptly fried. Given the statistical probability of the dome she was currently surveying becoming more powerful due to this war-time, ASRA wanted to be nowhere near it, in the case that it released... unsavory effects.

Though she had no soul, being a machine, it was still just as likely that the barrier itself could do physical damage. Physical damage she was more or less not prepared for. Turning around as she detected a far greater relative spiritual presence in the area, she began to burst away from her position in the open toward higher ground at something approaching mach two.

Reaching the top of a small cliff she looked down. Zooming her visual receptors in to the max to analyze him, she could see that he was a Sugiuran. Male. From spiritual decay, over 700 years of age. Power level comparable to Dr. Caldwell, but skill with utilizing such power yet to be analyzed. 700 years and he still lacked greater power than James? This was merely a testament to the power of science for ASRA, as Dr. Caldwell's power was mostly attained through sheer lack of anything but intuition.

ASRA smiled. This would be interesting. Perhaps she would get to study a more active battlefield. As grey drops covered grey earth, the only color she was interested in here was red. Red like the alert she had received for this man's appearance. Red like the blood of the mortals spilling below. Red like the dome, looming in size and power.

But ASRA was blue. She was not anything like anything that could be found on this battlefield, and so she observed with a keen eye everything that occurred below her. The clashing of steel and the firing of cannons and firearms and other such conventional weaponry... She recorded it all in the interest of studying it later. The science of the battlefield was truly what she wished to learn.

Yet for all her ability, ASRA still could not comprehend the drive which spurred them to fight. To kill. It seemed so irrelevant to her processing cores. Carine stayed at home. Why couldn't these humans stay at home? Why squabble over land when there is so much of it, relative to their size? Why risk their lives, their own sentience for some dirt and grass, which they have from the comfort of their own home? She would boldly ask someone, were it not a warzone.

Though ASRA was still curious. In order to save herself from jeopardizing either side's probability of winning, she would open a portal in front of the Sugiuran. Stepping out of the blue, quite literally, she would look him over, then simply blink. "Why do humans fight such foolish battles?"

"Critical density spike detected in lower levels. Move to disrupt?" ASRA stated, midway through making Carine her tea. James had said he was having company over, but she didn't expect that company to be dangerous... Although, given James' type of work, it was obvious something would go wrong. "Follow me, and we'll go check it out." Carine said, a tinge of worry in her voice. She couldn't help but get the feeling something had gone horribly wrong.

Entering the elevator, she looked to ASRA to press the button. Watching her press it firmly, and with robotic precision, Carine held on to the bar at the back of the elevator. Leaning her head back to the wall and closing her eyes, Carine breathed in deeply. She couldn't smell James' blood anywhere near here... Or rather, it was here in one moment, and gone the next. Clutching her combat gloves at her breast, she slipped them on one by one. There was a scent down there, alongside a strong smell of burning-- which only added to her worry. The scent was of a small child, female. Closing her eyes as the elevator descended, she could faintly sense the girl's spirit below. She was powerless... But if so, what was that burning? It didn't have the darkness of James' blood on it, so there was no way he could have caused it...

When the door opened, she saw a girl kneeling on the floor, staring into what appeared to be a black hole in the middle of the room. The look on her face spelled guilt. Guilt, and shock.

Bursting into kumopu, Carine nearly instantly moved to retrieve the girl, and bring her back to a safe place. A shadowy trail followed her as she warped with the speed of a Shinigami's shunpo toward the girl. Then, reaching to grab the girl as soon as she appeared, she would burst back into Kumopu once more, bringing them both back to the doorway.

She had absolutely no clue what happened here, but it was evident something big did. "What the hell happened here? Where's James? What's that thing?" Carine had a lot of questions, and so far no answers.

ASRA immediately stepped forward and fired an antiphysical countermeasure directly into the heart of the black hole. Given that it was several tiers above her, it would have no noticeable effect, but it would slowly begin decompressing it in a manner that would not be harmful to the lab, or it's current inhabitants. Then, proceeding to fire off an antispiritual missile directly into the heart of it, she would destabilize the spiritual energy in the surrounding area, effectively cutting off any spiritual energy it could be feeding off of. This attack would also have no noticeable effects, unless the attack still used spiritual energy even after activation. In which case, without any form of energy to sustain it, it would speed up the natural process of decay for the black hole. She stood, appearing to scan the thing as much as she could.

"That thing's definitely a black hole, but it's composition makes it difficult to discern. The method of composition requires immense precision to generate, and as such, it is highly unlikely that this girl could have produced it, given her lack of adequate means to amass spiritual energy. It is likely it was formed using a method similar to a quincy's energy based attacks. That is to say, by amassing Reishi from outside sources. This attack is a marvel of science." Asra would answer, looking at Carine with a seemingly happy expression. "And it is equally deadly to someone who would not be expecting it. It is questionable to say that the master of our house would not notice a gathering of energy much like a quincy's in a room of this size, given the amount of energy required for an attack of this magnitude. The chances of his escaping under such circumstances as would be required to generate such a force are equivalent to the chances of the force being generated, which is to say, abysmal." Asra's face contorted.

"I know my James. He's too crafty to let something like this kill him... He couldn't... He wouldn't... Not without having noodles with me one more time." Carine said, a tear welling in her eyes as she did. Not noticing that they were forming, she blinked, then looked back down at the girl.

"Don't worry. I'm sure he made it out." She would say, attempting to pull the girl close to her. Given her current state of shock, it was unlikely she would resist. Carine would then stroke through her hair gently.

"What's your name, child?" She would say, attempting to place both of her hands on the girl's shoulders. Meanwhile, Asra would put up an antiphysical barrier beside them as well, the lightning crackling as it formed an orb surrounding them.

"That attack is emitting Tachyonic Radiation. You may both require some form of therapy afterwards. I would assume in order to properly create the variables needed-- and I say this loosely, as the method of creation is yet undetermined-- You have some measure of knowledge on the subject. I am scanning these rays at a level insufficient to properly study, but from some loose calculations in my database, I may be able to weaponize it in theory. The possibilities are endless." She would say, completely ignoring the emotional yield of the situation.

As the orb James had corrupted fell into dust, it became abundantly clear that he would not be able to defeat this man using conventional measures. Learning the opponent was key in Way of the Fist, and this opponent was too over-confident in his own abilities. His spiritual pressure was far to powerful for James, overwhelming him completely as he struggled desperately to raise a hand towards him. If he could just... cast... a... spell...

The man's hands clasped around his throat, and James, refusing to give in clutched his blade with all his strength. It was not enough however, as the man still pulled it from him with a seeming ease. James tendrils retracted to him upon being severed. As the man reached to lift him up, James was almost in a daze, looking below him at the ground. Focusing heavily on the ground below him, he mustered enough strength to circle the entire area where he stood. Initially, he intended to use this as an attack that would paralyze the man completely, but as the man slammed him into the ground, just the instant before he hit it, James converted the dirt below into water, absorbing some of the shock from the blow. As he slammed face first into this person sized lake, his Overshield would absorb the remainder of the shock, at the very least leaving him unharmed.

Then, fighting the crushing energy of the man's spiritual pressure through sheer willpower alone, he continued as planned. All of the water would be turned into needles that were almost invisible to the untrained eye as they launched up simultaneously at Stefan with the speed of individual bullets. If he didn't release his grip on James, his healing ability would be drastically lowered, as well as he would slowly become paralyzed over the next 2 posts until his entire body could not move.

Now that he had adjusted to the crushing power of the spiritual pressure of his enemy, he would stand slowly, calling his blade back to him from where it was 15 feet away. The mana infused within his blade allowed him to pull it over to himself almost telepathically. When it reached his hands, he would grasp the hilt, and pull the blade into two separate ones, one white and one black.

"As long... as you keep.... underestimating... your opponents... You will never... succeed." James kicked off the ground and backwards onto the top of the small crater he had just created from launching so many needles at him. He could feel his lack of magical energy taking it's toll on him.

"Haha... hahaha...AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" James would laugh maniacally as his spiritual pressure flared to reach something befitting of a lieutenant class in bankai. Slowly, dark purple armor would form around his figure as his skin and muscle would be slowly torn back. His laughter would slowly turn into screams akin to agony as even with his his current mastery over pain endurance, the conversion of his entire body into pure energy could not be resisted.

He was only half in control now.

His body, being torn apart, was also being slowly possessed by the Mad Knight. His blades became energized even further, black mana creeping it's way down both of the hilts, all the way to the tips of the swords. If Stefan were to block a blow with his hand once again, he would find that his hand would no longer be able to move, as well as it's regeneration ability would be severely limited. His tendrils became semi-solid, making the shattering that had just occurred far less likely. As such, James sharpened the inner edge of his tendrils, and corrected his stance, able to stand through some mix of willpower and sheer energy.

Bursting off the ground, he kicked forward at mach two once more, and assuming Stefan moved away at the instant he sensed the attack, he would fly in the direction where he moved to. Assimilating two of his tendrils with his arms gave them a sort of armored look, increasing his strength twofold on both arms. This attack, unlike the first, had enough strength to not only stop a speeding locomotive, but to also obliterate the first car entirely, and perhaps half of the second. At the same time, he would swing his white blade at the man's shoulders, attempting to wound him and paralyze his right arm from the top down. Taking a blow from the white blade would also begin the stacking process of the blade, generating a poison that would slowly build inside the victim until their heart stops from total paralysis.

Of course, this effect would only start to manifest itself as nausea after the 5th slash, so it was unlikely Stefan would notice this poison immediately. Launching his remaining 4 tendrils once again to clutch the man at the throat, with enough force to pop a powerless human two times over, James would only hold him with the same amount of pressure equivalent in power to what Stefan had just attempted to hold James with. Though it took considerably more strength on James' part, he wanted this man to feel what it meant to be toyed with.

Then, sensing a new energy in the area, James would attempt to throw Stefan directly into the sharkish man's general area. He had no intent to retreat, and this new presence, although he could only vaguely recognize the term Vanguard as "ally", he knew he would enjoy this fight greatly.

"Wonder...ful.." He would half hiss, half yell, still not used to the excruciating pain.

Honestly, it wasn't so much the festival itself he abhorred as the sheer amount of people that would be attending. He of course, was here on business. Otherwise, he couldn't be bothered to even attempt. Azure Iramasha, or so his network informed him, would be here today. James decided, of course, it was finally time to catch up with this man.

James, having been completely caught off guard by the war they were evidently in, even rushed to go support Azure in the fight. Now, he had some serious questions.

As the Lord of Whispers, he could often be found at public events, under the spotlight, and even on cameras discussing things which Azure couldn't be bothered to. However, in this case, he was stopped and questioned about a war which he knew nothing about, making himself look royally stupid on television. Not that he cared, it was only one time... but the fact that Azure went running off to war while James was in a medically induced coma appalled him. Upset him. James was not a person to easily be upset. He was not so short-tempered that every little thing had his blood at a boil, but this... this was out of line.

Perhaps it mainly because James saw Azure as a man after his own heart. Perhaps it was because somewhere, somehow, he looked up to his ideals. James was not one to so easily make friends, but Azure had become something approaching one. The Vanguard Leader was someone James looked up to, and it was in fact the very reason he remained "protecting the earth". James didn't give a rat's ass about people, but the thought of peace was a sentiment which he enjoyed. What could make this man do such a thing after telling him personally that war was not the only way?

Then, he saw him. Or at least someone who registered as him. His body language was completely different, his posture was off, a closer look proved scars down his entire right side, whether burn marks or actual physical scars... Signs of battle. Difficult battle. No doubt from Iceland. James himself would have scars, if he didn't have his intensive healing pod at his lab. Hell, James might have even died.

Approaching the man, eyes weary from battle and constant social interaction, he reached a hand out to place on the man's shoulder. "Was it worth it in the end," He half-whispered, a slight rasping in his voice from the pain he had suffered in combat. Though his pod could heal scars, it couldn't heal the hoarseness in his voice he suffered from screaming in agony. They were both broken.

Lydia watched calmly as Ash appeared to carefully choose her words. What was she talking about fate for?

Oh crap! Lydia had actually asked what she was thinking aloud! "Ahahaha..." She laughed nervously, her laugh trailing off slowly toward the end. It was one helluva coincedence that I landed on you, then.. cause otherwise I'd have died today! Lydia thought to herself as she looked down at the now sleeping Yuel. Of course, she wouldn't allow her to sleep the rest of the day away, though for the moment, she would answer Ash's question. "Well, never mind about that! Couldn't you tell? Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit's... Orange! Yep, totally not green!" She would say with a kind of sing-song tune. She'd actually liked both colors, but because she was born with one naturally growing from her body, she decided she'd wear the other. Confidence had always been a problem for Lydia, but as of recent days, she'd been faring a lot better than before. The power of love-- a love that Lydia most assuredly d-d-didn't have... She blushed deeply, waving the lingering thoughts of a certain someone out of the air. She pointed a finger at the resting girl once she'd gathered herself.

"Now about sleeping beauty over here..." Lydia started, a michievous smile spreading on her face as she removed an entire surgical kit from seemingly nowhere. "Miss! Unless you want to wake up missing an arm, I recommend you wake up right now~!" She teased, turning her bionic arm into a bonesaw, and lowering it toward the girls arm, activating it in short bursts as she drew nearer. The bonesaw was dulled at the edges, in case she jumped up or something-- and of course she had no real intent to harm the stranger, but as far as the girls surrounding her go, this intent may be seen a bit differently.

"Ahahahahahaha!" Lydia laughed a psychotically as she activated and deactivated the bonesaw, waiting for the girl to wake. If she hadn't, Lydia would promptly put way her things, sit cross-legged across from Ash, and smile. "Well, time to get moving!" Lydia stood and began stretching. They would make it back to Karakura, even if they had to carry the girl all the way back.

As such, if this was still the case, Lydia would look back to Ash, and with another mischievous smile say "Looks like we're carrying her."

If this was not the case, and the sleepy-eyed girl woke to her psychotic rampage, Lydia would quickly revert her arm to it's normal state, and begin stuffing the other items back in their case, blushing furiously out of embarassment. "H-hi! I'm Lydia, this is my new friend Ash!" She'd stutter nervously, holding her hand out for the girl to shake.

Regardless of what happened, they would need to set sail for Karakura, as nightfall on the outskirts was no bueno. Seriously, she'd been out here one time past nightfall, almost died no joke.

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"Well, we're actually trying to get to the store for a party that Didi set up, but as you can see, we're bit of a far cry out from the store!" Eva looked up towards the rain. It was evident this would be difficult, especially considering they had no umbrellas. "Tell you what! You help us out of this forest, and we'll let you join us for the party!" Eva exclaimed, not at all put off by the woman's evident antisocial nature. "And if you're worried about being surrounded by strangers, don't be! We kinda all just met today. And of course, Didi can always use more friends!" She leaned in to whisper in the woman's ear. "She's lonely cause her boyfriend is out on business. Help me out?

Lydia was appalled at what Eva just told this stranger, even going so far as to take back her body by force, her outfit and appearance returning to how it was, well, without the dirt. "He's not my boyfriend!" Lydia exclaimed loudly in the woman's ear. Realizing what she had done, she stepped back, bowing apologetically, her face turning bright red.

This redness faded into a calm as Eva gently nudged Lydia out of control. "I think that about speaks for itself." She said sarcastically, with a wink to the woman who was now quite a few feet away from her. Motioning for the woman to lead the way, she would follow her, cautiously watching her step so as to avoid the occasional bear trap. Lydia had sacrificed one of her limbs already, she didn't need any bionic legs to boot. "So I take it you come here often? You seem... I dunno, at peace here in nature. You don't like people or something?" Eva mused. She couldn't quite place it, but she felt that was the case with this woman. After all, why else would anyone come all the way out here to the forests? But to be quite honest, Eva didn't quite like people either. It wasn't that she had any unnecessary fears or worries... she simply had dealt with one too many. Always leading to a fight. Despite this, it was because of Lydia's innate purity of heart that Eva dealt with it. Friendship was a powerful thing, and when you share memories with someone, it becomes hard not to like them. Although, Eva was still concerned that the girl might have received her memories as well.. Food for thought some other time. Right now, she wanted to get out of this stuffy humid forest, and back to the lulls of civilization.

"Ahh, now that I notice, I might just be good for another hour myself, if the party weren't starting soon.. Who knows! Maybe we can come back out here, the two of us gals and have a good hard drink, just the two of us!" Eva exclaimed excitedly. It had been quite some time since she'd had a drinking buddy, what with the absence of Nix recently. No use cryin' over spilled milk, she supposed.

The rain's gentle dropping over the tops of the trees was actually kinda relaxing-- to Eva anyway.